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Zhang Fatty was covered in blood, his huge and stout figure resembling a bear in the darkness. He gasped for breath heavily, it was unclear if he was conscious.,“Let me warn you one last time,” I couldn't help but say. “You, her… tethering yourself to a demon… won’t end well.”,Jiang Qiyun frowned slightly: "Why are you dragging your feet again"。